In the town, there were wars and horses, with demons everywhere in front and back streets, killing people at will.

...

Amid the sound of horse hooves, a human race finally came up the mountain. It was a fiery red cavalry. From the Zhuque Camp in Shanhaiguan, right in front of the Zhuque Cavalry, a female general wearing a palace cloak took the lead. The sword light started to chop off the head of a Sixth Realm Demon Clan. Her beautiful eyes looked at the corpses everywhere in the town, and she couldn't help but see the red eyes: "Kill me and cover the retreat of the people in the town!"

"Yes, sir!"

Shao Shiyu led ten thousand Vermilion Birds to the mountain.

With the arrival of ten thousand Suzaku cavalry, the demon clan's offensive against the town was curbed. These female Suzaku cavalry skilled in bows and horses were very brave, with accurate archery skills and extraordinary sword skills. As long as they were not big monsters, they could basically not do anything to them.

In a blink of an eye, the town was in full bloom, and the Vermilion Bird Camp temporarily recaptured the town.

...

At this time, a young Taoist priest came up the mountain with a stingy look and sneaky eyes. After coming to the front street, he went straight to Qin Suihan's bookstore residence. When he saw the big jar under the white tree, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Fortunately there, fortunately there is still there!"

As he said that, he took out a big bowl, scooped a bowl of water and sang a word at the water tank. In a moment, two big fish jumped out one after another and fell into the water bowl. One big fish was pure white and the other was pure white, biting each other's tails, just like yin and yang.

"Tsk tsk..."

On the snow-covered wall, an old man sneered: "That's how Taoism treats this world? You didn't see you when the sky was in decline. Now Qin Suihan has resolved the crisis with his own strength. Do you have to take advantage of it?"

The young Taoist priest smiled slightly: "Old doctor, what does it have to do with you? Take care of your own affairs well. Besides, a pair of yin and yang fish absorbing the fortune of heaven under the white tree. This is the original agreement between my Taoist and Confucian sages. If there is no Taoist sage in the sky, do you think that only those who besieged Qin Suihan? The ending may be different."

"In the end, it's not for yourself?" said the old doctor.

“So what?”

The young Taoist priest smiled and said, "I won't tell you anymore, I'll waste my saliva."

As he said that, he left directly.

...

The old doctor frowned and sighed softly. Should he leave too?

But, should I do something for the world?

"Um……"

Originally, the old doctor who did not want to participate in this war between the human race and the four northern tribes suddenly changed his mind. He suddenly snatched away his body and the moment he stood up on the wall, a magic image of thousands of meters high was already stirred up. He looked at the vast crowds of people on the earth, and suddenly countless silver needles appeared in his hands, scattering towards the northern land.

"Puff puff puff..."

In the night sky, the big monsters who were moving suddenly couldn't move all over. They were stabbed into the vital point by a silver needle, and their vitality was cut off on the spot. In just one round of swinging the silver needle, they actually killed more than ten demon cultivators in the upper fifth realm!

"Damn it!"

The Dharma image of a great monk from the Thirteenth Level of the Demon Clan suddenly stood up from the northern snow forest and shouted: "The doctor has long declared that the world will only save lives and heal the wounded, and will never participate in the war on earth. As a dignified medical saint, why did you break the promise?"

The old doctor frowned: "Some things have been done too much, I can't stand it. What's wrong? You can't see them, come and kill me?"

How to kill the thirteenth level? Even if you are an old doctor who saves life and helps the wounded, it is not difficult to kill yourself.

"Just give up, don't worry too much?"

The Thirteenth Realm Great Demon frowned: "Our demon clan can just pretend nothing happened."

"One word is determined."

The old doctor smiled and the Dharma Xiang turned toward the south. In the south, there were at least 200,000 wounded soldiers screaming in a wounded camp of the human race, and some were even on the border of life and death.

"Do something more!"

The old doctor looked down at the southern land, unscrewed the wine gourd from his waist, turned on the plug, and poured towards the southern land. Suddenly, strands of dark blue spiritual essence went with the wind, covering the southern land. The wounds of the human soldiers who were deeply injured were extremely itchy in the blink of an eye. The wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wounds who were already at the gate of hell continued their vitality. Although they would not be healed in a flash, they would never die again.

This is the best way to bring back life and save lives and help the wounded.

After the old doctor finished these things, he immediately took back his Dharma image, tied the gourd around his waist, folded his hands together and kowtowed at the sky, muttering the words: "Don't blame the way of heaven, don't blame the way of heaven, do not have to, don't touch the cause and effect!"

As he said that, he turned around and returned to his yard, and picked up a bunch of exquisite branches from the ground, all of which were dead branches falling from the white trees. Although these dead branches have lost a lot of luck, they are still treasures. As for how they came about, they naturally won by playing chess with Qin Suihan. Qin Suihan's rules for playing chess with the old doctor are very strange. They win two dead branches in one game and lose one game, so the old doctor cannot suffer any loss.

Of course, it is precisely because of these that the old doctor took action at this moment, otherwise he would never have been in this muddy water. As for the battle between Qin Suihan and the world, the old doctor really dared not help. The cause and effect are too great. If he takes action, the entire medical ancestral family will probably be implicated.

So, the old doctor holding a pile of dead branches rose up a ray of light and ascended with firewood!

The old doctor stayed in the world for decades, but finally left.

His surname is Zhang and his name is Ji.

...

Ten thousand elite demon clans, plus fifty thousand demon clan cavalry, attacked the 10,000 Zhuque Camp in the town from the east and west sides. Throughout the afternoon, 10,000 iron cavalry of the Zhuque Camp was finally wiped out, and Shao Shiyu died in battle under the stone bridge.

A ray of Lin Zhao's soul returned to the town.

Under the stone bridge, the beautiful palace commander Shao Shiyu was still holding the blood-stained sword of the palace commander. His chest was pierced by more than ten arrows. His arms and legs were injured in many swords. The six major hall commanders of the Da Shang Shang retreated south. Only this one had the lowest cultivation level. The only one was a nine-level sword cultivator, who led an iron cavalry up the mountain to resist the powerful enemy, but he was eventually killed in the battle.

"Shao Shiyu..."

Lin Zhao frowned, and he slowly knelt on one knee next to Shao Shiyu's body, wiping away the soil and filth on her pretty face. A woman in a high position should not have died just like this.

On the bridge, there were monsters shouting with excitement.

"Look, that female general is dead!"

"That's Shao Shiyu, one of the six generals of the human hall guarding Shanhaiguan. He is a high-ranking official. Hurry up, cut off Shao Shiyu's head and take it back to Lord Yu's place to receive the reward~~~"

A group of demon soldiers rushed down the bridge.

Lin Zhao was anxious. He wanted to pull Shao Shiyu's body, but there was no way. He was just a wisp of soul and could no longer move anything in the world.

At this moment, he saw a pair of eyes at the bottom of the Baiyu Creek. He recognized Mrs. Xu, the White Fish River Woman, whose golden body had been broken by Han Xin!

"Madam Xu!"

Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows and shouted in a low voice: "I can see you, I guess you can see me, come out for me!"

The old woman slowly surfaced, looking trembling: "Young Master... what are you going to give me?"

Lin Zhao frowned and said, "I won't care about your previous affairs anymore. Now I'll give you a merit. Are you willing to continue?"

"I'm willing...I'm willing..."

"good!"

Lin Zhao said: "You immediately sank Shao Shiyu's body into the bottom of the water, and bury her deep in the water, so that she can die and have a whole body to rest in peace. If you can catch such a great merit, I will talk to you from the ancestral home of the military family. Maybe my senior brother or the military immortal Han Xin will give you a golden body again."

Mrs. Xu hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master, you are just a dead person, so how can you let the Soldiers know my merits?"

"Are you stupid?"

Lin Zhao was furious and pointed at the sky: "Sage of War, Soldiers, Soldiers are all in the sky and looking at the world. If you do this good thing, you are afraid that no one will know? You are looking at something in front of you day by day. Why is your Mrs. Xu so narrow? No wonder no matter how you are, you are just a useless He Po. I look down on you. How can you promote you by asking others like this?"

"I, I..."

Mrs. Xu was about to cry again.

"Cry a lot!"

Lin Zhao shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and do things, you'll be right to listen to me!"

"yes!"

Mrs. Xu hurriedly swam over, rolled Shao Shiyu's body into the tide and sank, saying, "Young Master, I am just a little old lady, don't mess with me..."

Lin Zhao wanted to kick her.

...

Lin Zhao's soul continued to wander in the town. He wanted to know where Mr. Qin was. Mr. Qin was a downgraded Confucian saint. With his cultivation level, he could not die all over. He could not even condense his soul. How could Mr. Qin have no soul? He had a lot to say to Mr. Qin.

In the town, ten thousand Suzaku cavalry were wiped out, and the demon clan flocked in here.

When Lin Zhao passed by his ancestral home, he found that the courtyard had long been razed to the ground, and even the main house was stepped into powder by demon monks. The entire back street was like a flat land, and Tianchi Town was almost gone.

In the distance, the war drums and thunder of the demon race are all attacking up the mountain.

In their eyes, as long as they attack the Snowy Land Tianchi, it would be like shattering the backbone of the human race, because the Snowy Land Tianchi is the northern gateway of the human race and the former holy place in the human race's heart. Once the Snowy Land Tianchi is captured, the last bit of the human race's enthusiasm will be destroyed. By then, it would be easy for the demon race to think about going south again.

The clouds rolled and the demonic energy filled the mountain, crushing the town.

A twelve-level monster rushed to the front line with a blood-stained battle knife. It was Lu Jun, the twelve-level monster who killed Han Buyu and Hotpot Chen before.

And at this moment, in the almost deserted town, a young man rushed out of the rubble in the courtyard, rushed to the stone bridge with a wooden sword in his hand, and pointed straight at the monster in the air with the wooden sword. Under the other party's terrifying momentum, he did not retreat: "Dad, mother, and Lin Zhao were all killed by you beasts, you... take your life for me!"

"oh?"

The monster looked down with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

...

This year.

The twelve realms of the great demon.
Chapter completed!